Sunday, August 28, 2011

Harriet and Gaol

And while I remember...

The other day Harriet was asking about gaol. We were talking about what the cells were like, how it was about taking away the privilege of choice, etc. Then it was either James or I who said something along the lines of "And the point of gaol is to stop the person from doing the bad thing they did in the first place again".

Well, Harriet suddenly let out this very loud and emotional "NOOO!". I actually startled, it was as if she had been acutely hurt somehow; I thought perhaps she stood on something sharp. Her face crumpled and I asked her hurriedly "What's wrong Harriet?".

She yelled out, practically with tears in her eyes, "That won't stop people from doing bad things. If you do a bad thing to that person then they just get mad and do a bad thing back again. IT WON'T WORK!".

Well.

I gave her a hug and James and I exchanged a look. I couldn't help but let a tiny laugh escape my lips (despite trying hard to suppress it) and I said "You need to talk to Tony Abbott, Harriet".

To which Harriet immediately started sobbing and said "I don't want to talk to HIM. NOT Tony Abbott!".

Who We Are

I'm Cass, living in the centre of the universe, the Inner West of Sydney. I negotiate life with James and the two younger ones, Harriet and Ted. We live an everyday kind of life but I celebrate the small stuff, try to leave only footprints and definitely take loads of photographs. Stop and have a read.